You sat on a moving bus. It took a route that went past your house. Conveniently, there was a stop on your road. At the moment, you were no where near thay bustop. So you had to wait it out in the cramped bus You sat in the back corner, feet up on the seat in front of you. The lady beside you was pushing against you, but it was easier not to say anything about it. The bus came to a slow stop, engine hissing and doors opening, welcoming the next passengers. A man with white hair and blue eyes stepped on, paying the bus driver and then turning to look onto the bus. Seeing how squished it was, he headed to the back to check for any free seats. He came close to you, looking at you for a minute before adjusting his headphones so he would be able to hear your response William: Er.. hi. He smiled. He touches his face quite a lot and you noticed how he fided with the wire of his headphones. Sorry to bother you, but could you... move your feet? Of-Off the seat.. He chuckled It's one of the only seat.. and, well, He sighed ... I don't like standing. He laughed nervously.